「 Pocket SF9 」

✨{13}

Zuho has been human sized for 2 days and has no signs of shrinking down. You're happy and excited that he's been human sized for that long, but it has been a struggle. A: you have to sneak around with him when your parents are home so that they won't ask questions, B: the rest of the members keep on moping and keep on being jealous that the emo boy gets to be human and C: since he's tall, it's hard to find clothes for him to wear and a place to sleep. You ended up shopping with him for clothes and had him sleep on the floor with one of your favorite pillows and blanket. But even with all of the struggles, you still had a fun time with him around which made all of the others jealous.

"You are so lucky that you get to spend more time with Y/N just because you're human sized", Rowoon whined to his friend, pouting. "You get to hug her more than me. And you get to actually get to feel the warmth"

"I know, it's the best", Zuho sighs in content, sitting on your desk chair as he looks at the tiny boy in front of him. "And I'm finally taller than you sO HA"

Rowoon scrunches his face, going up to te younger and bites his hand, making the younger wince in pain. "I hate you so much"

"You're gonna hate me more because I got Y/N the best Christmas present ever", Zuho teases.

"You went without me?! I hate you even more!", Rowoon pouted cutely, stomping his feet. "You are such a jerk"

"I could help you come up with a present, if you like", Zuho shrugged.

"Like what?", he questioned.
"Make her cake or cookies or something. Girls love food"

Rowoon claps his hands, giving his friend a thumbs up and smiles widely.
"Thanks Juho!", he exclaims. "But...can you help me get to the kitchen?"

Zuho walked out of your room with Rowoon in his hoodie's pocket. Your parents were at work and you were at school, so he had the whole house to himself. Setting down the tiny boy, he gets out the mixing bowls and materials needed to make a cake.

"Thanks Zuho, now let's start", Rowoon smiled.

And that's when things went down hill.

You see, Rowoon knows how to cook and bake amazingly, but Zuho not so much. As Rowoon was trying to tell the younger the measurements and what to do, Zuho kept on messing up and got flour, sprinkles, eggs, batter and more everywhere.

"Zuho, just crack the eggs over the bowl, not away from it", the tiny boy groaned, flour all over his body.

"Like this?", he asked, cracking it.

But not over the bowl. Instead, he cracked it over Rowoon.

Rowoon closed his eyes, his face red from how angry he was. How could one person be so bad at following directions?

"BAEK JUHO! YOU DID THAT ON PURPOSE!", he bellowed, shaking from how angry he was. "How are you this bad at cooking?!"

"I didn't do it on purpose! I was just checking!", Zuho fires back, shouting loudly. "Here, let me clean you off"

"Don't just--", he took a deep breath, rubbing his temples, "--just leave. I'll finish this myself"

Zuho obliged, cooling down as he headed upstairs, leaving Rowoon alone. He sighed heavily, trying his best to clean off the mess on the counters and tries to salvage any of the good materials that he could use. He was upset, he really was.

How can he make you your Christmas present when he's this small?

"Woah, what happened here?!", you exclaimed, taking off your shoes and ran into the kitchen with wide eyes, looking around the place. It looked like a war just happened in your kitchen and you were afraid. Did you forget to lock the door before you left? Did someone break in?

"Y/N, over here!", Rowoon called, waving. You turned around to see the small boy standing there with egg yolk and shells all over him, flour on his head and face. You quickly ran over to him, picking up the drenched boy and rest him on your palms, looking at him with worry.

"Rowoon, what happened?", you asked.

He felt tears form in his eyes as he stood in front of you. How could he explain that he was trying to make your Christmas gift and failed miserably? How could he explain that he was trying to do something nice for you but instead got you in trouble? Rowoon felt awfully guilty, seeing the kitchen as a complete mess that you'll have to end up cleaning. All he wanted to do was make you a cake, but instead it looks like kitchen war-zone.

Only if he was human-sized, then he could do more.

"I...I tried to make you a cake for Christmas b-but I couldn't because I'm so small so I got Zuho to help me but then he messed up awfully and now I'm a mess and the kitchen is a mess a-and I'm...I'm sorry", Rowoon confessed, his voice cracking towards the end. His confession only made him feel worse-- he felt so unmanly and weak and helpless. He wishes that he could just hide himself in a hole and never come out.

You sighed, ruffling his hair and kissed his cheek.

"Don't worry about it, Rowoon. You don't have to cry", you said softly, hugging him. Rowoon nodded, a tear rolling down his cheek as he hugged you back.

And that's when he realized something.

He was hugging you back.

He pulled away quickly, his eyes growing wide along with yours.

"Rowoon...y-your human sized!", you squealed, looking at the boy in front of you with awe.

He was bewildered and confused, looking down at you as he touched your hair lightly, his heart thumping against his chest.

"I...I didn't know you were this short"

"Yah! You're just freakishly tall!", you pouted, hitting the pretty boy's arm. Rowoon laughed, his voice sweet enough to melt you as he did so.

"You're so cute", he giggled, patting your head. "Ha, now I can do this"

You rolled your eyes, shooing his hand away as the idea popped in your head.

"Rowoon! We can bake the cake together! I can help you if you want", you smiled widely. Rowoon nodded in agreement, smiling back as his heart leaped with joy.

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A/N
TWO UPDATES WOW

I finished Rowoon and TBH i thought his was like, v cute. I hope you enjoyed this one and the other parts will (hopefully) come gradually!

And question: what Korean Dramas do you recommend me? I need more to watch .-.

Anyways, SF9, Fighting!🍰